I wanted to feel it in my mouth. As if in slow motion, I moved my mouth to the now exposed, thick head. I held it in my hand and ran my tongue along t...e underside of the shaft and head. I felt a stream of pre cum leak from my own throbbing cock. I was more excited than I ever could have imagined. His huge, girthy cock felt warm and smooth and wonderful, it’s taste strange but addictive. I continued to lick it, all around it and then needing to experience more, wrapped my out stretched lips. Everyone said so. “Sansa’s work is as pretty as she is,” Septa Mordane told their lady mother once. “She has such fine, delicate hands.” When Lady Catelyn had asked about Arya, the septa had sniffed. “Arya has the hands of a blacksmith.”Arya glanced furtively across the room, worried that Septa Mordane might have read her thoughts. Arya was staring at Princess Myrcella, with all admiration and awe. Arya wanted to talk to her but she was shy after Septa Mordane scolded her in front of them. I had 23 stories just one or two paragraphs long. I had a half a forest of crumpled up floppies in the wastebasket. I was mixing my metaphors, dang ling my participles, and even dropping vowls! It was like I had incontinence of the keyboard. Lucky for you there's no "Shit" icon, or your screen would be a mess right now.My system wasn't working right, and something had to give. That's why I walked into the topless club. I needed a change. I needed a charge. I needed a blowjob. It was the only. I worked as in independent contractor there, too, but not really. My tax form said I made only $11,500 from there and I'll probably claim another $10,000 in tips. There is really no way to verify how often I worked there or how much money I made. For all anyone could prove, I only worked once a week. It's not like there is a time clock or anything." Just don't get into trouble," Shelly cautioned.Allie smiled."I won't," she assured her friend. "I've been that route before. I mean, back home, I.